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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

“The Great Scot!” tour with Paula Quinn and Sue-Ellen Welfonder

About THE SEDUCTION OF MISS  AMELIA BELL
Edmund MacGregor will do anything to save Scotland from English rule-even kidnap Lady Amelia Bell for ransom. As the daughter of a duke and the chancellor's betrothed, she's the perfect pawn in this game. But from the moment he first lays eyes on his spirited captive, he can't resist stealing a kiss.

Lady Amelia's duty is to marry well, but that hasn't stopped her from fantasizing about true love. So when a sexy Scot appears in her home, she's beguiled. When he kidnaps her, she's furious. Yet as Edmund introduces her to a world of passion beyond her wildest dreams, can she leave her family behind for this handsome Highlander? And will Edmund risk the only true home he's ever known to capture the heart of this lovely lass?

Excerpt:
 Miss Amelia Bell could make a man happy, Edmund thought, basking in the delicate smile she cast upon him, in the sensual sway of her hooded gaze—like horses racing on the moors. Seafield, traitor to Scotland that he was, did not deserve her. Edmund knew seducing her out of Queensberry House would be an easy task when her lips parted on a suspended breath before she addressed him. He vowed that before the night was over, he would kiss that mouth.

“Do ye speak such painted words to all the ladies ye meet, my lord?”

He smiled, delighted by her boldness and the glint of humor in her eyes. “None have heard me speak so.”

She graced him with another, more genuine smile that brought a soft groan to Malcolm’s throat. Edmund shared the sentiment but remained silent about it. “Well then,” she continued, oblivious to her mother’s horror above her, “as far as dreaming goes, I share yer sentiment.”


About Paula Quinn
New York Times bestselling author Paula Quinn lives in New York with her three beautiful children, three over-protective chihuahuas, and a loud umbrella cockatoo. She loves to read romance and science fiction and has been writing since she was eleven.  She loves all things medieval, but it is her love for Scotland that pulls at her heartstrings.

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About TO LOVE A HIGHLANDER
As one of the bastards born to the Stirling court, Sorley the Hawk has never known his mother or father. It's a burning quest he has devoted himself to uncovering at any cost. But as a roguish warrior who serves at the pleasure of the King, his prowess-both on the battlefield and in his bedchamber-is legendary. So when a flame-haired Highland lass sneaks into his quarters with a tantalizing proposition, he can't resist taking her up on her offer .

Lady Mirabelle MacLaren will do anything to keep from marrying her odious suitor, even sully her own good name. And who better to despoil her than his sworn enemy, the one they call "Hawk?" As they set about the enjoyable task of ruining her reputation, Hawk and Mirabelle soon learn that rebellion never tasted so sweet.

Excerpt:
The scream of the pipes and the thunder of stamping feet made it difficult to talk, but speech wasn’t needed for him to know that she liked him.  Her sparkling eyes stayed on his and a fine blush colored her high, delicate cheekbones.  Her braids swung about her shoulders, the brilliant strands golden in the firelight.
     
Slender as a wisp, she moved with fluid grace.  Her braids began to unravel, her hair spilling loose and lustrous to her waist.  Sorley’s breath caught, her disarray giving him bold, wicked thoughts.  His body heated, and not just from the dance.  She laughed as if she knew, her merriment encouraging him.  When she spun closer, her pert young breasts brushing his arm, he was sure of it.
     
“You can dance our reel.”  She twirled and her hip bumped his, sending a rush of pleasure through him.
     
His heart swelled.  “I can do more.”
     
This night he’d believe he could do anything.  Uproot trees singlehandedly, move whole mountains, and swim the deepest, wildest seas.  All he wanted to do was spend a few moments alone with Mirabelle.
     
He hoped to kiss her.

     
But he didn’t trust himself to say so.


About Sue-Ellen Welfonder
Sue-Ellen Welfonder is a Scotophile whose burning wish to make frequent trips to the land of her dreams led her to a twenty-year career with the airlines.

Now a full-time writer, she's quick to admit that she much prefers wielding a pen to pushing tea and coffee. She makes annual visits to Scotland, insisting they are a necessity, as each trip gives her inspiration for new books.

Proud of her own Hebridean ancestry, she belongs to two clan societies: the MacFie Clan Society and the Clan MacAlpine Society. In addition to Scotland, her greatest passions are medieval history, the paranormal, and dogs. She never watches television, loves haggis, and writes at a 450-year-old desk that once stood in a Bavarian castle.

Sue-Ellen is married and currently resides with her husband and Jack Russell terrier in Florida.

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